As the last mountain hurdle was crossed, Yang Jianxi stepped on the top of the mountain, this is not a lonely mountain, Yang Jianxi's house is backed by a mountain range, and the mountains are connected to the mountains, so the range of the top of the mountain is also relatively large.

The top of the mountain is not covered by trees, and under the white moonlight, Yang Jinxi also has to see these old people, both familiar and strange!

"Senior brother of the Taoist sect, Li Yifeng, greets the master!" Under a boulder not far away, Li Yifeng knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands into fists and shouted with his head down. The voice choked up. I can't stop trembling!

"Taoist Wang Gang greets the master!" After Li Yifeng, Wang Gang, who was lined up behind Li Yifeng, also knelt down on one knee, clasped his hands into fists and trembled.

"Taoism, Yu Ruihong"

"Taoist Yuqin"

"Taoist King Tent"

Greetings!

The three people beside Wang Gang also shouted in imitation.

Yang Jianxi, who was not far away, saw it, and his body did not move for a long time. Eyes stared straight at the five men under the boulder.

He thought he could control it well, but at the moment he was still wrong, tears kept falling from his eyes, and tears slid across his face.

"Welcome, sir!"

The five Li Yifeng, who were the leader, shouted in unison. The voice seemed to have an invisible penetrating power that hit Yang Jinxi's soul directly!

Yang Jianxi struggled to open the corners of his mouth, trying to show a smile, but his muscles seemed to solidify into a piece of cold iron, no matter how hard he tried, he could never change it.

He raised his legs and walked slowly towards the five people, which was not far away, but he walked with great difficulty, bumping and bumping. Is it excitement, is it regret, is it moving, is it shocking?

Yes, at this moment, the feeling of five flavors and grains swept through his body.

He looked at the five people, as if he saw the scene of thousands of teenagers and girls kneeling down and chanting in unison!

"Wang Mu is blind in one eye, Yu Qin has an extra scar on his face, and Wang Gang is missing a hand,"

Yang Jinxi, who was standing on the boulder, looked at the five people below, and said silently in his heart by the moonlight.

He was very uncomfortable, they were all so complete and in their prime.

Now all of them are gone, leaving only these five people who were stronger at the beginning to survive, but they are scarred one by one.

"Let me ask you, at the beginning, I said that the prince would be a kind of Xiangning! Become your boss and become the head of this Taoist sect! Can you obey?" Yang Jinxi suddenly said violently.

"Obey!" everyone said in unison.

"Let me ask you again, when I gave an order, the corpses of thousands of members of Taoism were in different places, and the blood of Liuguang Town was like a river, and now you are the only one left homeless, do you have to complain?"

"Although defeated, it is still glorious!"

"One last question! Do you dare to fight me again!"

"Never flinch!" Although the voice was still immature, Yang Jinxi heard the voice he wanted, anger, and fearlessness!

"What I'm going to overturn is this sky!" Yang Jinxi snorted. Everyone only felt a shock in their hearts.

And Yang Jinxi only felt that his blood was boiling, and the long-lost feeling returned.

At this moment, he was angry, and he actually broke through the sixth layer of qi training and came to the seventh layer of qi training.

"Huh,,!" Yang Jianxi let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Li Yifeng, what level of cultivation is your cultivation now," Yang Jinxi on the boulder looked at Li Yifeng on the ground and asked.

"Yifeng has never slackened, and now he has cultivated to the fifth level of Qi cultivation!" Li Yifeng replied.

Hearing this, Yang Jianxi also had an expected expression, Li Yifeng's cultivation qualifications were very optimistic about Yang Zhenxi. From the time when he first taught him the Yin and Yang Sutra, his comprehension Yang Jinxi had already seen it.

No matter what race in the Holy Light Continent has a bloodline, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, this is a common perception on the Holy Light Continent, of course, there are some races with their own unique bloodlines, such as the Titan race, the Titan bloodline!

There are also legendary angel bloodlines, demon bloodlines, etc., these bloodlines themselves are very powerful, so there is no hierarchy.

Generally speaking, there is no heredity in the bloodline, only the bloodline of angels, demons, and titans can be inherited, and the others must awaken to know the strength of their bloodline.

And if you want to become a fighter, you used to have at least a yellow bloodline, because only a yellow bloodline and above can withstand the terrifying muscle power of a fighter, but now with the exploration of cultivation, the red bloodline can also embark on the path of cultivation

Magicians are more noble, and in order to successfully enter the threshold of magicians, in addition to spiritual power, they must also have yellow blood, because only yellow bloodlines can contain magic power.

Generally speaking, the stronger the bloodline, the stronger the energy it absorbs and the more energy it can withstand, and the more it can achieve a higher fighter.

Therefore, in the Holy Light Continent, there are very few cases where magic and fighter have dual cultivation and they are all very powerful.

And Yang Zhenxi, as the outsider of the Holy Light Continent, the traverser, slacked off the cultivation methods of this previous life, ignoring the cultivation laws of the Holy Light Continent for hundreds of millions of years.

When he was five years old, he took the three-year-old Yang Yiyi to Liuguang Town on the edge of the land dynasty of the Holy Light Continent, and settled down, thinking of living a stable life and developing well, but he didn't expect that within a year or two, he met the imperial court to catch the strong men, and overnight, almost all the adult men in thousands of households in Liuguang Town were arrested, leaving a town of women, old people and children.

Li Yifeng is the kind that plays better with Yang Jianxi, since Yang Jianxi came to Streamer Town to meet, he has been running behind his ass all day long.

The day after the incident, Yang Jinxi made a decision, he wanted to start a sect, and with the idea of how could he be obscure with the title of traverser on his back, he found him who was still crying for the loss of his father.

It is said that the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, but in fact, Li Yifeng and Yang Jianxi are about the same age, so after a prince and a prince will Xiangning have a kind of care, the seven-year-old Yang Jianxi established Taoism.

At first, there were only two members, Yang Jinxi and Li Yifeng, but then after those teenagers and girls who learned that their blood was low and could not become fighters saw Li Yifeng, a person with red blood, exuding the strength of a black iron fighter, and the anger of losing their relatives, the Taoist sect slowly grew stronger, reaching 1,380 people at its peak.

On the way down the mountain, Yang Jinxi also learned about their situation, except for Li Yifeng who is the fifth layer of qi training, the others are Yu Ruihong and Wang Gang, who has broken a hand, are the fourth layer of qi training, and the rest of Wang Mu and Yu Qin are all three layers of qi training.

"Boss, that, your sister really doesn't remember the past?" On the way, Li Yifeng asked with a serious face.

"Well, she doesn't remember since she went berserk, and I don't know why this happened, so don't provoke her!" Yang Jinxi said sternly.

"But ,,, is always a scourge!" Li Yifeng whispered.

"Fart, let me tell you Li Yifeng, she is my sister, from now on, I will hear you say this about her, you and I are enemies" Yang Jinxi heard Li Yifeng's muttering and said fiercely.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, you are the head, you have the final say!" Li Yifeng saw Yang Jinxi's reaction and hurriedly said.

Wang Gang and the others behind him were puzzled. But there was no inquiry.

When he thought of Yang Yiyi, Yang Jinxi was also helpless, but he couldn't do anything.

"Stay and go to my house for a while, let's discuss the next plan, we Taoism, since it is not dead, then let it be famous all over the world, starting from this wasteland. Yang Jinxi said with his back to the five people behind him.

"I'm willing to go to the soup for the master!" Hearing this, Li Yifeng also said with a serious archer.